Wrapped with a Bow
The song I can’t sing
A constant flow- though unsteady voice
Endless depths of emotions
Never meaningless- even if it speaks to just one
I could rhyme
At the drop of a dime
Or haiku – 5,7,5 for you
Free verse or iambic pentameter
Choices are endless
Free to any form of expression
Never judged, simply compared
Constantly growing, improving, and healing
Poetry- a gift to us all
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